Substitute Teacher by Todd Wynn

Substitute Teacher

An almost empty hallway
smelling faintly of crayons
and whatever they use on the gym floor.

Classroom, dark and quiet,
lesson plans laid on the desk.
I write my name on the board,
the pronunciation in parentheses beside it.

Students will arrive soon
to teach me
if I belong here.

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Todd Wynn is a nurse from Mansfield, Ohio. His poems have previously appeared in ONE ART.

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